The Eventuality of Hell
The darkest of lights.
Penetrates my mind’s eye.
Blistering the soul.
It caresses my spirit.
I’m ready to accept.
The blackness overwhelming me.
Just a shadow of who I used to be.
I’ve walked as far away as I can.
Never looking back. Into your light.
I can no longer give myself to you.
The selfishness within me has taken control.
I see no point in bothering to care.
A future awaits that’s cold and dark.
Suffocating the weak man, I was.
Wearing black in memory for all to see.
There will be no ceremony for me.
The ash won’t be scattered.
Dreams of the past will be shattered.
A destiny of doom and gloom.
Seems so delightful I could swoon.
Perhaps a death sentence, a finality.
Yet an end to the inner suffering.
Life can be so very tiring.
Eternal blackness to cover this condition.
The long sleep in a rotten bed.
Distant and remote from the safety of a saviour.
Complete madness for the world to witness.
Giving in to the addiction of self like never before.
Somewhere a peace will transcend everything.
Then at last I can fall away into the nothingness surrounding me.